Speaking of. Today was killer. In both senses of the word. I wanted to just stay on the bike and move on with my life but apparently that's not an option. We kicked the party off with some weird like step back lunges that weren't my jam. I have a hard enough time walking forward. So stepping back and all that was a mess. Then we did some glute kickbacks and some crab walking type thing where you do like a half squat and step side to side. Then we did some offset Romanian dead lifts, which are on my list of exercises I'd rather cause myself bodily harm than do. They generally make me sore for days. Days I tell you. 3 sets of 8 on each leg and by the end I was feeling like a giant elephant made of jello. Then we did a merry go round of 3 point rows with 20lbs. My first thought was umm heavy. Then we did straight arm pulls and the lat pull down. Good times were had by all. No really though. It was all heavy-ish but I like those exercises. Jennifer and I kept losing count of what we were doing. Then we got the workout giggles when Jennifer essentially made a fart joke. Then we did step ups and regular Romanian dead lefts. I'm kinda over step ups because the light bulb finally came on today and its like you're perpetually walking up the stairs. I know what some of you are thinking. Wow this girl is stoopid. To those I say, at least I'm pretty. No but really. I don't know why that hasn't clicked before now. The grande finale was a plank. A 60 second plank. My first thought was really "SOMEBODY ate a big bowl of crazy as hell for breakfast this morning". Then I thought, well that was rude, but this wont end well. Then I said, stop it and stop it right now. I told myself (I talk to myself A LOT) my body won't go where my mind won't take it so suck it up. All you can do is try. And lo and behold, the heavens smiled down and I lasted all 60 seconds. Longest minute of my entire life. It felt like 60 minutes. I should be on an episode of 60 minutes. My life would make a really entertaining t.v show. But I was actually really excited about my plank. I still kinda am because I remember like the very first planks I did were like 20 seconds. That's 3x longer AFTER a workout. I think I'm allowed 2 minutes on the brag boat after all I've done. Toooooot tooooooot, bitches.
Today's food choices haven't been fabulous because I was stress eating. But after the workout Jennifer and I went to Zoe's kitchen and I got chicken roll ups. And this is SO weird to me but I ate 2 of the 4 chicken roll ups and half of the pasta salad and I was full. My fat brain said "um hello. You just paid 8 dollars for this" and my you want to be skinny brain said "STOP EATING" so I told Jennifer and she took my plate haha. It's just weird having food left which this makes me sound like a grade A fatty but I'm just being honest. That's how this works, there's no point in writing this blog if I'm gonna lie and be like oh my gosh this is so awesome all the time and I never eat junk food ever and I've lost 500lbs in 5 months and its the easiest thing I've ever done. No. This is actually the hardest thing I've ever done and some days I don't know if I can do it. The scale isn't moving a lot these days but I feel stronger, which counts for something.
Anyways. When I get on Instagram I become an instacreep. Below are pictures I find funny. You're welcome. Oh and the butter picture is legit. That's at Walmart and its $2.36. Don't judge. I have a weird memory and I remember things that nobody else does, like the price of Christmas tree shaped butter at Walmart. Also. The picture of "why do i go to the gym" is legit and the story of my life. the man with the mullet should be on a "welcome to madison county" sign. Anyways. I'm gonna make like a banana and split. Hahahahaha. I really do think that's funny. Okay. Enough.
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